Joy Bryant

Rings false, belittling instead of honoring its sensitive subject with its twinkly score, kid-glove nobility and cloying payoffs.

Ghosts threaten to make matters miserable for the living, sort of like The Skeleton Key. As Peter Sarsgaard says...too convincingly, 'All I know is the checks clear.'

I bow to the Buddha nature of Jackson and Levy....the average moviegoer in me can see the entertainment value in The Man. Just not $9 bucks worth.